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Real.

Real.

Real.

Not real.

Hey, what are you doing?

Ah, Charlie is testing me on my comprehension of the major cultural

political and scientific figures of the last couple hundred years.

In a game I love to call 'real' or 'not real' in the real pile we have.

Harry Houdini, Mercury, and the not real pile.

So Charlie, how do I before?

Time back to the toy, sir.

I'm further final card.

Ah, yes, I always struggle with this particular card.

I give you a hint, if it's a bear, then it talks it's usually... Not real.

That's of course my old friend, Pangson, but of course no true member of the species

remark to us or not to us. That spectacle bear, the common tongue.

What are you doing? Nothing. Nothing at all.

Just putting some stuff in here.

But my study was your study.

But my study, my retreat, my my my my in a sanctum.

And I'm co-opting it into an IT space.

Vic, why don't you?

Can you believe that?

Yeah.

I'm actually cooperating, which reminds me, sir.

The other day when we defeated the ballet, which kind

of lies it went out to celebrate without inviting us.

Ah, so your feeling was the expression.

Like you haven't been invited to the popular table, the cold kids.

It's cool kids. And no, I don't care about that.

It's just studies show that spending downtime

with your team increases efficiency in the field,

which decreases the chance of them making a mistake that couldn't danger you.

So you're upset that Licerant Connor didn't invite

you up drinks because you're worried about me.

Yeah.

Could it be that you simply want Licerant Connor to like you?

Hmm.

They already like me.

Respect you then.

There's nothing wrong with seeking the respect

of your peers that I've ever needed to do so.

Okay, so this is the last of it except for a couple more boxes.

Couple more boxes. I'm sorry. There are rules about this sort of thing.

Rule schmills.

Schmills.

Sort of argument is schmills.

I sent these space for her lab stuff or tech stuff or stuff or stuff.

And then you have stuff stuff?

Ah, no.

It's all in here.

Charlie?

I need a magic door to Carcazilla.

Why Carcazilla?

Where's Carcazilla?

Carcazilla is a landlocked Republican Central Eastern Europe.

I'm giving big a history lesson. There's this cool story about a missing king.

Wait.

Just the two of you?

Just the two of us?

Fine.

But I'm coming with you.

That would make three.

I know what you two will like.

He's a maverick and you're a rule schmoser.

If I don't keep an eye on you, you wind up doing something reckless and unlikely like.

Me?

No.

Never.

I'll let them go on their own.

It sounds like it's going to be incredibly boring.

Let's go have brunch instead.

Liza, I can't just abandon my responsibilities to go have brunch with you.

I'm in some lovely, cool restaurant hanging out like friends and don't break history.

Don't get killed.

Can we get your songs?

Not a magic door.

Really, here's a marvel.

What do you know about the Cold War, Vic?

Oh, Connor.

I have experienced many Cold Wars.

Once, I was embedded with a platoon of Azaz in Siberia during wintertime.

Now, there was an icicle, very pointy, very stiff, ramst.

No, no, no, no.

No, that's sort of cold.

It means a war of espionage and soft power.

Ah, spies.

Not soldiers.

Yeah.

Here she is.

The Royal Train of King Covid.

The setting for the unsolved mystery of the missing the monarch.

Come on.

Kalka Silva was an anomaly in the Cold War.

All across Europe there were rebellions and

revolutions, but Kalka Silva remained an absolute monarchy with a tyrant king.

King Covid III.

Until he mysteriously disappeared on this

train, on this day, at this hour, 48 years ago precisely.

Happy anniversary of Majesty.

No one knows what happened to him.

Although there was a rumor about an evil fairy.

Wasn't there always?

Well, though you are not happy.

I will not class you as evil.

I'm free.

This is so many lovely plates of lovely things.

This looks lovely.

Listen, isn't everything lovely?

Yeah.

Can we just give this, please?

I do.

Yeah.

It's just so great to hang out.

Just the two of us.

Me too.

Just us, girls.

Exactly.

Just us, girls.

Talking about really things and speaking of really things.

I can't help but notice that the girl's

painting of Anya looks just a little like me.

And now I'm not a natural believer in a cold

weirdness, but I am wise enough to trust my eyes.

According to my eyes, I have seen unknown science for magic.

I have seen unknown science work at least twice now.

And I've got to ask you, Charlie.

My conjure goes from the past.

My Anya is Anya me, or we divided times for its clones' change things.

My trapped in a cursed mirror, and this is just a dream.

No, Anya's your great ancestor from back and back room's time.

Oh, oh, that's fine.

Wait, why does the creme keep staring at the painting staring?

Because he loves her.

What?

The creme is in love with my great, great however many great-scramother?

I thought you knew.

No!

Ew, no!

Wait, did you only invite me to brunch to pump me a friend, Tal?

It's from Mrs. A. It's bought by the Anix when you have a moment.

I know.

Okay.

Oh, oh, ah, sorry.

Here we go.

King Carvard was totally paranoid.

He knew how hated he was, so we put in all these wacko security protocols,

food tastes to secret passages, bulletproof bed sheets.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

I think I have to do what our screaming friend here is.

This is no mere trinkie car by mortal hands.

This is a timesprite, magically calcified by some great power.

But how?

And what was that power?

The clock's turning anti-clockwise.

Gosh, ghosts.

This is day.

Mrs. Asala?

She left to post it.

Check the pendulum.

Greetings, Charlie.

So the pendulum's got a lock on a magical event.

Get this.

It's moving.

The pendulum's following a moving artifact.

Do you have any idea what it could be?

Well, my guess will be a train.

My deduction is clear.

This is the exact hour of the exact day of the

anniversary of King Carver's disappearance.

And it's what time is bleeding around us now,

trapping us on board the King's royal train.

This didn't happen last year.

This is the first year since magic was released back into the world.

Okay, what's the blue stuff around the train?

A spirit field.

A membrane between realities.

And this field is quite solid.

Extremely solid.

Now we have to stop this train for us any real damage.

I am not counting trees today as any real damage.

I'm just not.

I think that was a bomb.

The train line used to go this way in the 70s.

The ghost train must be following the ghost rails.

Oh, that's nasty.

Oh, she's all claiming.

What is that?

Like fairy magic?

No.

It's all haunting.

Well, almost.

These are memory ghosts.

Not ghost ghosts.

One can tell by the Batina of smoke they emit.

What's the difference?

Ah, ghost ghosts must be deceased.

A memory ghost may be living or dead.

But it's the memory of them that becomes trapped in a spirit field.

They can either see, hear, nor hurt us.

Now, I propose I investigate the engine room and see if I can stop this locomotive.

While you survey the back of the train.

Sure.

So, we're safe.

Oh, yes.

Apart from hurting a pregnant speed and out

of control ghost train, we are perfectly safe.

Oh, God.

Ben.

Ben.

I don't have a bell, man.

I'm sorry.

The same clock as before.

It's a time loop.

Several minutes of memory stored within the very fabric of this train.

It goes from 40, 8 years ago, reliving a pivotal

moment of their lives over and over again.

Time is running haywire in these carriages.

But the train's engine is running on some

sort of displaced time energy and there's no way of stopping it.

Hold on.

The manning uniform was dying in the car

back there and now he's getting shot in here.

The loops are not playing in order.

We can make sense of them.

They're talking now, but in ten minutes she's going to shoot him.

Interesting.

Vic.

This is King Covid.

The dying man back there, he had a stomach wound.

He must be covered too.

This woman shot King Covid.

What will shoot him did shoot him.

And if we can find out why, then perhaps we can unravel

the mystery of the missing king and stop this train.

But who is she?

Well, we're going to at least deduce that she did not like the tyrant King.

But then of course I could be wrong.

There are lovers, not mortal enemies.

Clock says 422.

We are moving further back through events.

King Covid really like their clock is identical in every carriage.

Oh, come.

The solution to the puzzle of this story lies and it's beginning.

Sorry.

For 19, we're getting earlier.

The man is a bag of nerves.

She is gnawing upon his nails.

He knows his brain is about to end.

Your majesty.

It's an honor to finally meet one person.

I must say I'm touched the member of the famed British intelligence service

with dirty her hands with an off-the-books job for the tyrant King like me.

Well, everyone has their price.

The reunion for the first time.

How did she go from this to kissing him to shooting him?

Can't I go get a please?

It was not an easy item to secure your majesty.

You may wish to confirm it's authenticity.

I do.

Is that a theory?

Not quite.

This is a time spread.

If the artifact is genuine, the spread will be overcome by the energy.

The Met's like a canirina mine.

Isn't that right?

My little canirina.

The king was interfering with time.

That explains the time loops.

It's real.

It's mine.

Our theory is bad.

Hurry, that's so sad.

Can we turn it back?

The next revenue I owe be will revitalize a time spread.

Unfortunately, I do not make a habit of carrying such a remedy on my purse.

I know my people hate me.

I know my enemies are closing in and my time upon the

throne is drawing to an end, but with this certificate.

Under my control, I can rewrite everything.

Now my reign will never end.

Vic, we need to find out what's inside that case.

Does someone just fall off the roof?

Follow me.

Vic, look.

Another clock.

Who puts the clock on the roof?

Did you see that?

Upon the chime.

The spirit field.

He's down momentarily.

He's covering, he's covering.

Ooh.

For this.

Such an enigma.

We must discover which time I must affect my mysterious lady's lady within cardboard.

I never step there for it to uncover who she is.

How do we do that?

By turning the strange words of time upon this train to our advantage.

Do you just bought the analogy, Connor?

We're going to an action replay.

Let's go back.

In the car is beneath us.

I saw the king's henchman checking on these three agents.

They did the papers.

If we watch the scene from a different perspective,

we may let it clear that our density for ourselves.

Follow.

Turn full.

Papers?

Can't go get it, please.

Quick.

What have you written there on?

Ava Reba.

Look, believe I lost my librarians.

And on my third mission.

He's not lost.

He's just on a chronologically challenged time looping memory train, and we're not.

We'll be back on the waiting list.

What waiting list?

I was invited by the library to try to be a guardian.

Me and three other candidates.

But when I met the librarians and saw the library, I knew this was my destiny.

Now, this is where I meant to be.

When the trials were over, the other three got

invited to stay, and I didn't make the cut.

I don't know what I did wrong.

That's awful.

But then Stone called me and asked me to look after Vikram.

You know, a second chance to prove myself.

The second chance, Liza, is my last chance, and I'm messing it up.

Sir?

We have a lead, a British by calling herself Ava Reba.

I needed to find out if she's still alive, and if so,

what artifact she brought on board this haunted train?

Got me, sir.

Oh, well, you're down.

Ava Reba has to be a fake name.

If we could find a list of spies.

I'm sure I saw a whole section over here.

British cold war intelligence got it.

Yes.

OK.

The pseudonym of undercover agent, Bella Goodridge.

Status liberal.

OK.

Is there an address?

No, but I think she would be in every... 70s now.

Which means she would be entitled to a military pension.

British military pension recipients here.

Those payments.

Ah-ha. Bella Goodridge.

Pension pay to Riverside Drive residential care home Sussex, England.

All right, the door.

At some point, the king must have taken the artifact out of its case.

If we could just locate that part of the story.

Vic.

Remember, you said COVID was gnawing his nails before, but look at him now.

They haven't been.

But this loop comes after the loop or who's abiding them.

They can't ever grown that fast, so... Oh.

That's it.

The paranoid king.

The whack or security protocols.

This is his double.

There were rumors that COVID used the double to perform as public duties.

Sir, the British spies in the other king car was double.

Everyone has a prize she said.

What if that prize was as freedom?

Don't you just love love?

Oh, that's good.

Mrs. Goodridge?

Where from the library?

Bella.

Mrs. Goodridge?

Sorry.

Are you sleeping?

Ah!

Now, really, what idiot sends in children to do a woman's job?

Bella Goodridge?

The man you love, in exchange for the artifact I need.

Then give you a couple of moments alone to sample the goods.

Oh, boy.

Oh, lovely.

I think she's so old.

So what prices may free the bill?

He wouldn't believe me if I told him.

Don't you just love love?

I hate to break the law breads up, but if the lady would follow me.

This must be the moment.

My apology is not offering such an ungracious welcome.

When I realized I had a member of the military outside my door,

my brother feared my past was catching up with me.

How'd you know I was military?

Yeah.

The way you walk.

If you want to work undercover my dear,

you're best learned to lose that military quick step.

But the last thing I expected was for you to ask me about King Cabards.

Damn train.

Which agency are you with, by the way?

The library.

You won't have heard of it.

Whether or so many codenames these days.

What are you?

Yes, I is.

See I am.

Or do we decimal?

Well, you won't believe this, but the train, it's come back to life.

Oh.

I'll believe it.

Knowing what I left on board it.

What did you leave on board, Bella?

The size of time.

The size of time.

The size of time.

Oh.

Oh.

The size of time is the actual side of old father time

hands over every new year's eve to the new year's baby.

The personification of the old year becoming the new.

And over the course of that year, baby New Year grows to geriatric old age becoming

father time himself before passing on the

side to the new year baby and so on and so on.

Like this.

Yeah, whoever has the side can use it to talk to their past selves.

Just like father time talks to baby New Year.

The side is the link.

So if you were a hated king whose rule was on

the verge of collapsing, you could send a message all of your younger use.

Stop him for making same mistakes.

Change the past.

Own the future.

He'd be unstoppable.

What do you have to do with the scythe?

Well, as far as I know, you never used it.

It's still on the train.

I think I've changed my mind about releasing E. coli from my service.

Finding another double, one with such a perfect

likeness, it's once in a lifetime coincidence.

I've given you the scythe.

Yes, you've given it to me whether I let E. coli go or not.

Except you don't have it, not yet.

That's not on the real scythe.

It killed a time spread.

The scythe of time is right here.

On the train, yes, but not on your hands.

I knew you'd betray me, so I stood aboard last night

and hid the scythe somewhere in these carriages.

I will tell you where the real scythe is.

The moment we are both safely off this train.

Why do you waste your feelings and a mere body double?

A prop.

Because he's a good man.

That's all.

Bring the coli in.

I'm Majesty.

Nikolai, I will have you preform one final service for your king.

It will take a few minutes for Nikolai to bleed out.

Your only hope of saving your good man now is

to use scythe to send message back in time,

warning yourself about this fatal turn of events.

Reveal the scythe now.

Where your love will die.

This is when I saw her at the start.

She's gonna shoot cover now.

Rest.

No, listen.

Bella, please don't let the car look have the sight.

We don't let power in his hands.

He'll never stop.

I need it to save you.

Promise me.

But you'll die in incline.

Promise me.

I promise.

I promise.

They're breaking through.

You'll have to leave.

No, you'll let you die alone.

I'm gonna uncover their car from the train.

Leave them behind.

People have all the time.

They won't just see me.

Might play outside.

Don't be back.

I promise.

Come face, come face, come face.

But you never came back.

So she cannot keep her promise.

Bella.

The pain of love is love.

Stretching across decades.

Who's the force more powerful?

Vic, have you lost someone?

I'm 178 years out of time, Connor.

I've lost everyone.

Bella Goodrich.

Can you hear me?

I can.

Oh, Bella.

You know where upon this train the side of time it's hidden.

And not just that.

Upon this train.

That is your lost love.

Dying alone.

Help us honor the promise you made to him.

Just leave me alone.

Please.

Do you think, Michael, I once was hard enough.

Bella, life isn't full of second chances.

Believe me, I know.

So when one just falls into your lap, you grab it with both hands.

Because if you don't take that second chance when it's offered, trust me.

You don't get given a third.

Bella, help the man you love.

What speed is the train going?

About 90 miles an hour.

Then we're going to need a very fast combo.

You want us to steal a fast car and this is the car.

What's the closest car to the train that's never dual?

Yeah, but this car?

What this?

Hey.

You're stealing the car and you call me a rule, Shamulzer?

Yes, you only would have reached you on time.

And I'm not stealing it.

Or I'm borrowing it.

And I'll be returning it in one piece.

Yes.

Ha!

Didn't make such a mess.

I'll do it.

How do you know how to break into a car?

How do you know it?

Mind opening that door?

What are you doing?

Thinking ahead.

What after we're trying to call you a car in one piece?

Fish.

As a dish.

Conner?

In position!

Now, the time of the clock briefly recesses a spirit field.

In this momentary gap, we must relocate better onto the train.

I'm really okay.

So you'll be fine.

Jump but I'll cut you.

I'm seven, she's seven.

Conner, how long till the next reset?

Two minutes through the chimes.

I'll be there.

Okay.

This is divided by the speed of train.

This is divided by the speed of car.

Okay, Charlie.

You have to keep us steady.

57 miles per hour.

We'll make the train on time straight.

The speed.

The glizer, but I need kilometers.

Right.

Okay.

I need to convert faster.

Okay.

It is 91.72.

Great.

It's kilometers.

And Liza.

Colleen, even 92.

Any faster.

We'll get there too soon.

Any slower we won't make it at all.

Okay.

That is our window, Charlie.

Ready?

I see you.

Colleen, come on.

Conner, time check.

One minute, 10.

Charlie, hurry.

Well, I'm trying.

You got to keep us at a steady 92.

We'll have it as per hour, okay?

When the spirit field resets, you will only

have seconds to deliver better before the field reforms.

Wait, what happens when the field reforms?

Well, you've been driving on by that muslims with the rings.

I'm going to stop asking questions.

Guys, any second now, Ghost Ball is going to fall off the roof.

And when she does, reset, you have to be here.

Okay.

Okay, join.

Charlie, you can.

I believe in you.

Remember, Charlie.

Grab those second chances.

Hold on.

Okay.

Now, get us out of the field before it reforms.

Hey, work.

Work.

Yes.

Sorry.

Force of habit.

I never leave home without it.

Come on.

Come on.

Do your mind.

We've been in the spirit field too long.

Our realities are merging.

You can really fill the bumps now.

The train is sinking with our current time zone.

We have to stop it now, or we shall all be pulverized.

Better we are out of time.

Where is the side?

Upon my oath, you can trust us.

We want to use this battery.

All right.

I'll show you.

Everyone forgets one thing about the side of the time.

If they've been New York rose into farther time over the

course of a year, then the side has to grow with him too.

So, when it's handed over, it's baby size.

Yeah, our hand hidden in plain sight.

That is extremely ingenious.

Yes.

Bravo.

And now, it's mine.

I can't see us.

No, you don't.

This time I won't miss.

Give me the side.

Shoot me.

It's no use.

He has a side.

Then his past self can tell him all about our future moves.

Oh, he's a clever one, isn't he?

Oh.

Don't you remember me taking this off you, just then?

I do.

Wait a second.

That was me reminding myself to bring a soldier, a sonboard, my train with me.

Sorry, dear, but you've reached the end of the line.

Connor, the bridge is down.

I repeat, the bridge is down.

You've got minutes to be off that train.

You're majesty.

I cannot comprehend the danger we are all in.

This is not the year you think it is.

Time is bleeding.

Here is a conjoining and we are all vulnerable.

You may be vulnerable.

I am invincible.

Then let me warn you.

There is a cost to using the side.

You must never, ever, ever.

Whoa!

I knew you were going to do that later, okay?

The nectar of Naomi.

I make sure this never happened.

Oh, it is not working.

I can't use time energy at the times, right?

See, not when she's been fully recharged, and is, oh, absolutely furious.

It is very life.

The first out of existence.

Ooh, nasty.

He didn't get taken by a ferry.

Bella, there was only one way now to end the story and stop this train.

Go to him.

Make this right.

Connor, what is happening?

It is Bella.

She is going to say goodbye.

I hope this works.

Well, I am right here.

Just as I promised you.

I have come such a long way to feel you with my tongue.

I think you will believe it.

I can't deny you.

It is done.

What is that piece?

I think it is working.

Why is it Charlie?

Where is that going?

We made it.

Just.

If I may ask, what did you say to Nikolai?

I told him that when he died, part of me died with him.

That without him, my life felt pointless and grey.

And he told me to stop spending so much time alone in my room.

Thank you for giving me a second chance.

It was my pleasure.

It is personal for you, I think.

Is there someone who you dream of having that second chance with?

It was a woman.

I knew once.

He was every bit as extraordinary as you are.

Thank you for showing me that women like her are still existing.

And thank you for showing me that there is still such a thing.

It is a good man.

And second chances.

So can you send more than just a fart back through time?

Could you send like a person?

Don't go getting any ideas.

Well, you never wanted a fox chart with Fred Astaire?

I'm afraid Mr Astaire, I would want his foxes alone.

The sides only opens a link to the mind of your own past self.

And even that is burnt away.

One question, though.

How did you conveniently have an actor of Naomi on you?

Just what we needed.

Well, you were cool.

I made a grab for the side.

I could not take possession of it.

I knew all they had to do was touch it.

So I could send a message back to myself telling me to bring

a caucus there will be a one dose of the nectar of Nobi.

Vic.

Are you okay?

I'm always excellent.

But on the train, what you said to Bella about

knowing the woman like her, that was on your right?

I just want to say it's easy to forget sometimes how hard it is for you.

Being a man at a time every day must be exhausting.

So, you know, if you ever need a friend or... Then I have a friend in you.

I know that corner.

And thank you.

Right.

I think it is time for celebratory drink.

Don't you?

You and Vic?

I have labors before.

So much paperwork.

The insurance forms alone.

The train, the trees, the streets, the corridor that's on our fall off.

So what?

You're not coming?

Me?

Of course you.

Team drinks?

Really?

I mean, yeah.

I'd love to.

Yeah, for the team for team building.

I love team drinks.

What?

That's a great.

Okay.

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